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The warm wind blowing all over the sky, I do not know where the wind blowing unexpectedly with pieces of withered bamboo leaves...
An aged figure stepped out of thin air, the old face is full of white hair and white beard, the body is floating a light bamboo fragrance.
As soon as the old man appeared, Dao 12 and six elders of the Taoist School knelt down before him, "See the old grandfather."
The elderly old man nodded to the thunder from the old woman above the dome of heaven, and then looked at the Daozong at the foot, his eyes revealed the color of sadness: "Let's go..."
'What? Dao 12 and all the elders were stunned.
The aged old man sighed: "The spiritual power of our ninth realm is thin, the inside information is too weak, and we cannot match the monks in the upper realm.... I can buy you a quarter of an hour, and let the Daozong withdraw from Daoxuan Mountain!"
Gojo... Tao Hua eyes revealed the color of sorrow, did not expect even if please out the old ancestor, is also this result.
Gojo... Dao 12 stared at the old man and smiled miserably, "Now the whole family in the upper and lower realms, where can we go in this world?"
"Go to Dahua..."
Suddenly, a gold light, a person wearing a dragon robe appeared in front of everyone.
"Xing Di!" Several elders recognized the bearer, who was the emperor of Daxing country where Daozong was located.
'What? All the elders couldn't believe it, when did the emperor of Daxing and the emperor of Dahua actually reach some kind of agreement?
The elderly old man took a look at several cores of Daozong, looked at the emperor of Daxing, sighed and said, "Go."
Gojo... Dao 12 looked at the old grandfather, his voice choked.
The clouds of thunder rose above the sky, and in a moment a thunder fell.
The old man waved his hand, and the passion clock, the apostle hanging over the head of Tao 12, immediately flew into his hand.
The old man stepped forward, carrying the passion clock out of the protector barrier, standing far above the void.
Ba-boom!
Another thunderbolt sounded, and a barrel of thick purple lightning turned into a sharp spirit sword, which fell down according to Daozong.
"Do nothing..."
The old man held the passion clock in his hand and shouted gently, and the passion clock broke out in the hands of the old man with a magnificent meaning, and the meaning became a barrier layer upon layer to protect the whole Taoism in it.
And the old man closed his eyes against the falling purple lightning sword.
After the thunder, the "passion clock" fell, and the aged old man turned to ashes...
... He's too old.
So old that he could only cultivate his whole body as a barrier to buy time for the Tao, if he had been young, he would have fought.
Can survive for thousands of years, the vitality is exhausted, but also just a legacy for the Taoist religion.
'Go! Dao 12 cried out with sorrow, looking at the old ancestor only to leave incense and turned to ashes.
Emperor Daxing nodded his head and waved his hand: "There is no king in the world..."
The lines of golden light began to shine, and the feet of the Taoist people began to light up with dragon gold.
The old woman above the dome of heaven frowned as she looked at the golden light at the feet of the Daozong people below, and at the layers of protective barriers that appeared on the Daozong.
"Rayling!
Thunder from the old woman drink softly, raised a hand and pointed, the sky above the thunderclouds suddenly rioted.
A dazzling blue light suddenly lit up on the surging thunderclouds, and a transparent man with dazzling white light slowly descended from the thunderclouds.
The small man is only the size of a palm, but it is terrified of the emptiness of the body.
As the thunder left the old woman's finger, the tiny man's eyes flashed dazzling thunder, and in the roar of thunderclouds, he went toward the layers of barriers protecting the Taoist school.
Ba-boom!
Click... Click....
Rayling fell fiercely on the Protector barrier, the layers of barriers under Rayling's offensive, the instant was broken several layers.
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The people of Daozong saw helplessly that the barrier made by the old ancestor was so broken several layers, and suddenly the eyes showed sadness.
The dragon pattern of gold light up, the Taoist people began to disappear...
The thundering outside the barrier saw that he had not broken all the barriers, and suddenly some anger, jumping up high, thundering deafening, and falling down towards the protector barrier.
Ba-boom!
The barrier shattered, leaving only one layer.
The man of the Tao Sect gave another shudder, and looked up at the upper monks with cold eyes.
The thunder spirit of Leizondao law jumps up again...
The golden light flashed under the feet of the Taoist people, and disappeared with the Taoist people.
Rayling falls and the barrier is gone...
Thunder from the old woman looked at the empty thunder Zong, eyes dew cold color, down came to the Tao Zong.
Looking at the golden light that has not completely dissipated, the old woman narrowed her eyes and looked coldly towards the direction of Daxing country...
"The power of a nation..."
A man drifted down behind Thunder and said respectfully: "Lao Zu, those people have been saved by the power of the nation, we want to chase?"
Thunder from the old woman slowly shook his head, "First not urgent, people are not important." We have already won the Daozong, and naturally we are the first to refine the power of the Daozong to move the pulse."
The man nodded his head, and the lower boundary attacked the three schools in the world first only because the three schools in the world have the broadest veins, and the power to control their veins can borrow the power to find the 'things' within them.
Transport is a very ethereal thing, similar to the power of national transport, but different.
The power of national movement is a force of consciousness recognized by heaven and earth, and the power of national movement can control the whole country.
The transport pulse is another kind of consciousness force, this consciousness force is controlled by the illusory Feng shui force.
The power of feng shui has only one use, and that is to find the bad and the good.
And in order for them to find that thing, they must try every means to obtain all the veins of the lower gate of the ninth realm.
The generation of Yun pulse is a kind of thing which is formed by the combination of Zongmendao and mountains.
And in some places where there is no clan jurisdiction, there is another way to obtain the power of pulse transport, that is, to kill those who have lived for generations, and to refine the power of pulse transport in their blood.
It's just, this way is too cruel, but for the upper world people, they care about this?
...
At Dahua College, the dean looked at the gray sky and said to himself, "There is still time for heaven and earth to wake up."
Then he sighed, "The chess that has been laid for so long is waiting for you."
At this time, a red dress floated to the dean's side and asked: "Dean, have you thought of a way?"
"What way?" The dean was stunned and looked back confused.
Red Gu Yu looked at the dean, the heart suddenly rose a sense of not practical, opened his mouth: "is the treatment of small Su su spirit broken way..."
Dean smell the mouth of a smoke... I forgot!
Luo Yin also came to the dean at this time, looking directly at the dean...
Embarrassed, the dean pointed and suddenly remembered... Yeah, I used to live past seven... I'm guilty of what?
The dean waved his hand and said calmly, "Nothing, nothing... Xiao Qi can't die!"
"Really?" Luo Yin and Gu Yu happy, and then immediately frowned again.
"And the upper celestial Xiu has come down, what are you going to do?" Gu Yu and worried asked.
The dean looked tired, took a deep breath and said, "What's the hurry... I'll rest for two more days!"
"Now the world is in chaos, and you need two days off?" Gu Yu a face can not believe.
The dean nodded affirmatively:
"HMMM!